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Find that Butch Bitch!

Martin whimpered as Cade purposefully jerked him around while dragging him away from the coffee shop. As if he wasn't in enough pain as it was.

"Let go." He said sternly, but there was an air of intimidation in his voice. Cade was older and stronger than him. She took better care of herself and had probably had more to eat than just a bundle of drugged up bloody lollipops.

"Fuckin' let go." He hissed, rooting his feet in the ground. If she didn't let go, she'd have to literally start dragging him, which would cause a lot of unwanted attention for two people who were trying to make an abduction.

Marty was so done with Cadence. He was more done with Cadence then any person in the history of ever being done with someone.

They both shared a stubborn, prideful personality and always felt the need to get the last word in. Well, Marty would let her win this one. His head hurt way too much to keep bickering with her like they were a pair of children.

When Cade questioned him, he gave her a look on his face that showed just how done with her he was.

"Nah, I jus' said it t'fuck with ya n'waste more time." He said sarcastically, like she was the dumbest person alive.

Cade's eyes swept over the suurrounding area, before settling on a bench. She pointed at it. "Go sit over there. Don't move until I come and get you. I'm going to go talk to her."

She glared at Marty for a long moment. "Don't move from the bench," she repeated before turning and walking into the little book store.

She was perfectly casual with her movements as she scanned the shop, taking note of all the customers, and where the butch bitch was standing, then what different sections the place had.

The history section was her first stop. She browsed the titles of textbooks of old, picking out a textbook on Victorian England before she began to move around the store, aimlessly looking at random titles that 'caught her interest.'

When she found herself in the fiction section, her elbow clipped Nanda as she walked past the woman and her book toppled onto the floor with a loud thud. "Oh, God, I'm so sorry," she fussed, turning her wide eyes up to the woman. "Are you okay?"

Marty pouted at having Cade boss him, but was actually content to just go and sit down and do nothing.

He padded over to the bench and sat down, bringing his skinny legs up and wrapping his arms around him.

He rocked himself gently as he waited, not really on purpose. It was just something he did when sober. He couldn't hold still.

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Nanda didn't even gasp when the person bumped into her. She stayed balanced by throwing a hand up to grab onto the bookshelf and then looked down at Cade with a somewhat annoyed expression on her thin lips.

"Fine." She answered, not really bothering to hide her irritation at Cade's 'clumsiness.'

"Don't worry about it." She offered, turning back to look through the books. She was content to just let the stranger walk off so they could both get back to their lives.

For the first time, Nanda's eyes reflected some interest in what Cade had to say.

She was naturally a shy woman who didn't really make it a point to socialize with people outside of work.

But this person before her seemed to be terribly friendly.

"Oh you've read this one? I was interested in it because it's one of the only vampire novels with a lesbian main character that wasn't written by a man." She said, hoping that Cade would not be put off by that. But considering Cade had read and enjoyed the book herself, that wasn't something shameful to talk about, was it?

Nanda was still getting used to really acknowledging her sexuality, especially around people she didn't know.

Being told something was bad her entire life wasn't going to be something easily shaken.